A Time to Talk

Posted on 16th Feb 2014 07:03 pm by admin

When a friend calls to me from the road
And slows his horse to a meaning walk,
I don’t stand still and look around
On all the hills I haven’t hoed,
And shout from where I am, What is it?
No, not as there is a time to talk.
I thrust my hoe in the mellow ground,
Blade-end up and five feet tall,
And plod: I go up to the stone wall
For a friendly visit.

-Robert Frost (1874-1963)

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This passionate morning

I wake up with

Your feminine body

With your seduc

KYA KAHTE HAI LOG

KYA KAHTE HAI LOG KUCH SMJH 

NAHI AATA.... ULJHI HU KHUD 

KI HI PAHELIY

Marital Rape of a Man
With dreams of Happy life
got married and brought home his wife
with zillion thoughts he enter

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Usko chaha bhi to izhar karna na aaya,

katt gayee umar sari humein pyar karna na aaya,

Kease pighal jaten hai

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Look at the beauty in her eyes,

a glow that shines like the sunrise. 

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You've been with me through rough and tough

Thick and thin, until the very end

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The Cake Of Friendship

Preheat the oven of love

With plenty of secrets and hugs.

 

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kanha ki diwani

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